Okay, well here's part seven.. but before you go and read, PLEASE READ THIS!
Please tell me which option you'd prefer:
1) This to be the last chapter and end of the story
2) For this to be the last chapter of I'm Still Here, but the story to have a sequel
3) Same as two, but just an epilogue instead of sequel
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised it got so far
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me
In the end…
You kept everything inside
and even though I tried, it all fell apart
Actually, I can't really foresee any outcome from this situation except misery for everyone. Or at least for me. If I was in either of their positions, I have the feeling I'd be long gone. I would've left the marriage, or given up waiting. So why should they be any different? Why should either of them feel the need to stick around? Like Weiss once told me, I'm obviously a very lucky bastard.
Damn it Vaughn. Why did he have to be there? I lost all nerve when I saw him. I seem to lose the ability to think, breathe or speak when I'm around him. And all of a sudden, those reasons I had when I started the evening seemed to have weight, and I was glad that I had taken the pills. I was glad. Damn it Vaughn! Why do you make everything harder than it should be? Why do you always cause me pain when you promised you'd always be there to take it away?
How could I have not seen it before? How could I have been so … blind? So stupid?
There's really so many possibilities out there. I just have to decide.
I reach out my hand and grasp the door handle. I'm going to do it. As a few of the beads of sweat start to travel down my face (which I quickly wipe away with my sleeve), I can feel a smile stretch my cheeks to their limit. Things finally feel right. I'm back on track.
"You're leaving?!" It's a half question half statement, that tumbles from his lips in a whisper, but it's enough to break the spell I seem to be under and I look away.
When she made no movement to deny it, I couldn't hold the tears that had been filling my eyes in check any longer, and could feel them hot against my flushed cheeks. Well this is just fuckin' fantastic. I don't know what to say, everything that I thought I had prepared doesn't cover this situation. Nothing could've prepared me for this.
But that we are all still here. And that's what matters.
Once again, please tell me…
Please tell me which option you'd prefer:
1) This to be the last chapter and end of the story
2) For this to be the last chapter of I'm Still Here, but the story to have a sequel
3) Same as two, but just an epilogue instead of sequel
